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Chapter 110: Eight thousand bright moons enter the clouds, and one hundred thousand soldiers fail to pass(2/2)

"I'm not even familiar with you!" Tian Sixin was a little surprised.

Although Li Zhengkun is not a distinguished official, the Li family can be said to be the top official family in Dali. As the eldest grandson of the Li family, Li Zhengkun is very familiar with the official family and the distinguished group in Kyoto.

"My grandfather said that Lan Yuehou's cultivation level is very high." Li Zhengkun looked at the carriage and said expressionlessly.

"How high?" Ji Lin couldn't help but ask.

After Li Zhengkun was silent for a while, he said: "She should not be weaker than my grandfather."

When Tian Sixin and Ji Lin heard this, they immediately looked horrified.

While the three of them were talking, the carriage slowly stopped not far in front of them.

The surrounding silver-armored cavalry gathered in the open space next to the official road. Eight thousand cavalry gathered together, and a chilling atmosphere instantly filled the air.

The neat queue and the quiet atmosphere were like a heavy mountain weighing on the hearts of everyone around them.

Even the horses were as quiet as virgins. If they hadn't seen how they lined up just now, I'm afraid everyone would have thought that the cavalry in front of them were just statues.



On the city wall.

Qin Wei sat in the city gate tower, looking at the eight thousand Mingyue Army, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"How does it feel?"

He asked Yuwen Chengdu next to him.

"It's extremely scary!" Yuwen Chengdu said.

Qin Wei nodded slightly, "It's indeed terrifying."

Discipline is the lifeblood of the army and the foundation of a strong army.

Military orders are like mountains and disciplines are like iron. A strong army must have strict discipline.

The eight thousand Mingyue Army in front of them are just a formation, but they have already shown super discipline.

It's no wonder that the eight thousand Mingyue Army could defeat hundreds of thousands of soldiers and cavalry back then.

Qin Wei withdrew his gaze from the Mingyue Army and turned to the extremely luxurious carriage.

There are eight people on both sides of the carriage, four black and four white, four men and four women. The men are covered with black cloth, only one eye is exposed, and the woman is wearing a white bamboo hat, and the white gauze covers her face, making it difficult to see clearly.

The driver who drove the carriage was an old man. The old man opened the curtain, and a young man wearing a golden brocade robe walked out of the carriage.

"So young!" Qin Wei was slightly stunned and looked at Wang An in surprise.

Wang An said softly: "Lan Yuehou's appearance has never changed in the past thirty years!"

Qin Wei's eyes flashed.

The appearance has not changed in thirty years!

The art of beauty!

Still immortal!

Although the lifespan of the innate warriors in this world is far longer than that of ordinary people, it seems that no one can remain immortal.

Li Xun, Yan Zhen, Lao Tianshi and other innately powerful people all look old and decrepit.

At most, he is just like a child with gray hair.

"Are there still gods in this world?" Qin Wei thought to himself.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Lan Yuehou looked at Li Zhengkun and others under the city gate, with a smile on his handsome face.

"I pay my respects to Marquis Lan Yue!" Li Zhengkun and others said with cupped hands.

In Dali, Marquis is a super grade, which means more than one grade.

Therefore, in terms of official rank, Li Zhengkun and others are lower than Lan Yuehou.

Of course, if just a marquis comes to Tianzhou City, they don't need to go out of the city to greet him.

In fact, Qin Wei arranged this visit to see what kind of person Lan Yuehou was.

"Everyone is polite, hahaha!"

"Li Zhengkun, well, I know that you are the grandson of old man Li Xun, right?"

Lan Yuehou glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Li Zhengkun.

"The ancestor of our family is Li Xun!" Li Zhengkun heard this, although he was dissatisfied, he still said.

Lan Yuehou took a step forward, hugged Li Zhengkun's neck without any words or deeds, and said: "Have you prepared any drinks for me? Haha, I remember that there is a good wine in Tianzhou."

Such wanton and free behavior made Li Zhengkun a little embarrassed, "Master Hou is talking about the century-old Qinghan brew?"

"Yes, yes, you look like a good drinker." Lan Yuehou's eyes sparkled.

Li Zhengkun pointed to Tian Sixin next to him and said: "Master Tian has prepared wine and food in the city to welcome the marquis."

"Hahaha, very good, very good, Mr. Tian has won my heart!" Lan Yuehou said with a smile.

"Master Marquis, please!" Tian Sixin said with a smile.

"Master Tian, ​​please!"

As soon as he heard that Tian Sixin had prepared wine and food, Lan Yuehou let go of Li Zhengkun and became close to Tian Sixin.

Afterwards, a group of people walked into the city gate.

On the city tower, Qin Wei looked at the scene below the city and thought of a word in his mind.

Sheniu!

He is not constrained by etiquette and behaves freely and casually, as if he is casual, but he will not offend others, but will only make people feel a little embarrassed.

"This Lan Yuehou is quite interesting."

"Lan Yuehou has always been like this." Wang And said.

Qin Wei stood up and said, "Let's go and have a drink with Lan Yuehou."
Chapter completed!
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